I’ve been looking forward to this all week. What I like about my CW officemates is the dedication to food trips, even after we’d disbanded and all, and they invite me to come along. I even came prepared: I’d only had a banana and a muffin all day. Not by choice, but we’ll get to that later. But Mike came even more prepared — ate nothing all day AND went to the gym. So here we are this blessed 4:00 pm looking at our dainty servings of smoked meat sandwiches and fries with smoked meat gravy. Yup, dainty. And the place is so bright, our beer went stale. All in all didn’t matter to me, but the purists missed the old, dark place and obscene servings. Me, I just miss the infatuation I once had for smoked meat. How could I have gotten over that in just a few meals? It’s like my arteries just clogged up, my heart stopped beating, and my head said try the liver. Next time.
Oh, and the women’s bathroom is marked with picture of the guy above on the door, just with a wig. It’s clean (the bathroom).
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